Ms Eff's Pretentious Poetry Corner...
Dec. 6th, 2001 11:26 amOde to MajikGrove
Oh Sweet MG,
You are to me,
a beacon of light
In a cold icy sea.
Oh Grovie, My dearie,
I'm never so bleary
when I peek at your icon
and see your grin cheery.
When I'm feeling the goof,
You're right there to help me,
all covered in Foof,
or in sheep-suit all woolly.
And when I can't find a rhyme for "Schpedoinkal"
You think I am swell anyway....
So my sweet MajikGrove, I say this is your poem,
a gift for a girl who can always shine up my whole day.....
Oh Sweet MG,
You are to me,
a beacon of light
In a cold icy sea.
Oh Grovie, My dearie,
I'm never so bleary
when I peek at your icon
and see your grin cheery.
When I'm feeling the goof,
You're right there to help me,
all covered in Foof,
or in sheep-suit all woolly.
And when I can't find a rhyme for "Schpedoinkal"
You think I am swell anyway....
So my sweet MajikGrove, I say this is your poem,
a gift for a girl who can always shine up my whole day.....